"After just now, you and I have tried it, we should know that no one can do anything to each other! In this situation, since you are unable to silence me and the two younger generations, why not invite me to sit on your ghost ship and have a talk openly and honest conversation with each other?"

As he finished speaking, the rushing spring cold wind suddenly rolled back, and thousands of pink petals returned to the branches. He took the initiative to make a move and no longer compete with the dragon claw red flame.

Seeing this, Zhu Yihou snorted coldly, shook his sleeves suddenly, and took back the three balls of red shrimp essence.

The red flames in the sky suddenly faded away, the emerald green dragon claws slowly retreated back to the cabin, the open cabin door slammed and closed tightly, the beast roar inside calmed down, and there was no movement in silence.

Zhu Yihou bowed to the other party, his face slightly ugly: "Please get on the boat!"

After saying that, the Cao Jiang Water God descended from the clouds first and landed in front of Qi Jingzhi.

He glanced at the young man deeply, and without saying a word, he strode back to the pavilion in the heart of the river.

A strong wind blew in the air, and Deng Fuqing came down from the wooden sword that had already changed back to its original state, and also stood in front of Qi Jingzhi, with the wooden sword hanging beside him.

The old wood carving old man looked up at the colorful vortex above and smiled and said, "With your subtle realm, even if you make a clever trick, it is impossible to trigger such a massive amount of spiritual energy. Unless... you have just successfully opened your spirit and opened your eyes to the world for the first time!"

As he said that, the smile on Deng Fuqing's face turned into a cramped voice: "How about it, this magnificent world is beautiful? Are you tired by carrying so much mixed spiritual energy?"

He was baked by the red flames before, but Qi Jing did not sweat, but now fine beads of sweat emerged from his forehead.

He grinned, his smile was very bright, and he asked without answering, "Is the first level of the second realm Qi Ling?"

"Yeah, you junior is so heartless!"

Deng Fuqing couldn't help but look surprised, and then nodded and said, "It's okay to tell you. The second realm of heaven and man's sympathy is divided into three levels, namely Qi Ling, Gu Xia and Xinxiang. The monks of Qi may have other names, but they just change the soup and not the medicine."

"Originally, the heart bone still needs to be polished for a long time after it is first formed. Only after it is truly stable can it be started to start the spirit. This layer is similar to nourishing the heart bone. It is a time to grind slowly rather than rush, and it is necessary to make it happen naturally."

Speaking of this, the short and thin old wood carving man was actually quite gloating: "It was also your kid who was in trouble. He just had a heart bone raised and faced the battle between two great-level monks in the third realm. His inner capsule was empty, but his external spiritual pressure was too strong, and his spiritual awareness was forcibly opened up."

"Tsk tsk! It's so violent and radical, it's light to say that the seedlings are easy to grow. It's like someone's fingers are scattered open to the mind of the eyebrows and the heart! Your heart bones are exposed to the heaven and earth too early, just like a fetus born prematurely and is born weak. Then he was caught in the disaster of the gods when he opened his eyes! Also because of the battle between us, your disaster is ten times more dangerous than ordinary people!"

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi's heart moved: "My eyebrows and soul?"
Chapter completed!